Rambling

Jun 16, 2005 at 13:15 o\clock

Still more to go.

At the same time, uni was about to finish and it was serious job hunting time. I had applied to go overseas and teach for a year in Japan. I got the job. Mum was worried but excited for me. I had never travelled before and wanted to go. Mum's partner had been a referee for me. It had not been difficult to get the job.

I was still a little upset about the fight with the girls i had rented with and also had to pack up my room because mum and her partner would be moving while i was away and my brother had taken a teaching job in the country. I had sold him my car. I had been car shopping with dad as the first car had died after getting it back from being stolen.  He and his partner had also decided to move again while i was away.

My time in Japan for the most part i enjoyed. I was around people my own age, and able to enjoy seeing a new country and take off for weekends whenever i wanted. The same couldn't be said for my teaching however, except for the fact that i was not told i was getting complaints. This upset me a great deal when i found i had been given a false observation sheet. I felt embarrassed and angry at being lied to. It kind of soured the experience a little. I came home and dwelled on it a little. I missed Japan and the convenience, the familiar faces and being away from the family troubles. Four months later had the new job lined up and was ready to head back again. My mother and her partner had been to Vietnam during my first time in Japan and they had recently gone back there. My father and brother were still in town, but i was living out at mum and her partners place, my brother was now living at my mothers house. He had slit his wrists while i was away after the family cat had been hit by a car. I had offered to come home, but mum told me not to. I spoke to her on the phone and dad. they were all being very supportive. I even rang my brother. He was still recovering when i got home and looking for another job. This process was another thing that would upset him and make him depressed as well.

I will continue this later.

 


Log in to comment:

Attention: many blogigo features are only available to registered users. Register now without any obligations and get your free weblog!